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The rain had been falling steadily all morning, the kind that gently drums on the windows and makes everything feel slower, softer. My daughter called

We had barely taken a few steps past the fried chicken shop near our local market when my nephew slowed down and stared through the

During a snowed-in weekend last January, we lost power for nearly twelve hours. No TV, no internet, and no distractions, just thick blankets, candlelight, and

Spinach Artichoke Chicken came to life one chilly Wednesday evening when my granddaughter called to say she’d be stopping by for dinner—with two of her